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George Petrohelos Fine Jeweler

Fine jeweler, George Petrohelos creates the sites collection
of fine jewelry & amulets. His uniquely impressive fine jewelry creations
and designs from several years back to present is unsurpassed.
George is widely respected in his field of expertise.
Currently located in offices in central Chicago's diamond district in the 5 S. Wabash bldg.
He continues his very impressive craft of fine jewelry design.
George studied diamonds and precious stones at the Gemological Institute of Ameria (GIA) of Chicago.
George Petrohelos was born in Athens, Greece and moved to Chicago in 1967
where he has been in the jewelry business from over 30 years.

It gets me in the evening
in those transitional zones
when the sky’s pixels turn and darken
dimming the inside of my soul too
as I’m sitting by the Starbucks window trying to write.
Both the night and the soul whisper to me.

“Go out! Now that you are young and beautiful
and the skin attracts. Go out to the city.”

And then promptly, I respond back inside

“Yeah, but who’s going to get this writing done?”

“Someone else will. Don’t you think there are other writers out there?”

“But that someone else is not me
and I am me
and these are my real feelings.
No one can write my feelings but me.”

“GO OUT NOW! I AM TELLING YOU, YOU FOOL!
One day you will want to go out dancing and your legs won’t let you.
One day you will want to look beautiful but your looks will have decayed.
One day you will want to drink but your body won’t allow it.GO OUT NOW YOU FOOL!”

And in a very potent and persuasive way, they both have a point
and I am scarily convinced
as the darkness has now turned into blacknes.
And then…
I do exactly as commanded;
I pack my stuff,
go home,
dress,
fragrant my thin body
and go out.
I go out and get drunk
and flirt
and kiss
and dance
and then I come back drunk at dawn.
And when I do,
I see the pages unwritten,
my studies incomplete
and in a way
I turn into a weathered flower
from seeing my poor work undone,
but not completely sad
for to feel alive in the night,
for a hedonist like me it’s a pretty big deal.

The Stuckist ideology states that a Stuckist artist’s work should be topical and personally expressive in order to separate us from traditional painters. I have used an image of the leering face of my Kosovan Builder, an ex soldier and refugee from the Balkan War, for the face of my Devil.

Self portraits of my husband and me are at the bottom of the picture, naked and chained by the neck to the devils’ post by golden chains, being licked by the flames of hell.

This image represents the situation of ‘having the builders in’. ‘Is it worth it?’ ‘Is it for status for other people eyes or is it only to better your surroundings?’ Anxiety beleaguers us when spending on modern credit.

Additionally to lose the privacy of one’s home, and to have younger fitter men in one’s personal space every day, brings up the spectre of transgressive sexuality, no matter how repressed.